Chapter 6 Six

6. Family dinner was almost over. Ivy and Edna didn’t eat much because they claimed they didn’t want to gain weight, and Carson left in order to get to school early the next day. "Almost everyone is leaving, so I better announce that Mason will be in charge of D•S Styles starting tomorrow," Grandpa Mario suddenly said. "What!?" Rosa stood up. "Please sit down. Your son is not capable, so we don’t need your noise," Maya rolled her eyes. "It’s not fair, Dad. You give Mason and Hudson everything, but you neglect Jacob!" Rosa said angrily. "Mom, I don’t want to be a fashion designer," Jacob muttered to himself. "Then what do you want to be?" "I told you— a doctor. I have a good degree in medicine," he mumbled, and Rosa angrily pointed at him. "Jacob, you—" "Doctors get paid, Aunt. Let Jacob be," Hudson rolled his eyes. "Jacob, the family is not opposed to you being a doctor. We will always support you," Grandpa Mario smiled at him. "Thank you, Grandpa," Jacob muttered. "You’re just... Urgh!!" Rosa walked out of the living room in frustration. "Congrats, Mason! So what position will you give me?" Hudson asked with a smile. "We’ll see," Mason replied and wiped his mouth with a tissue before looking at the old man. "Thank you, Grandpa, for your trust in me. I will make sure I take over and improve the company," Mason said and stood up. Skyler stood up too, gave them a brief nod, and left with Mason. Antonio watched him silently before turning back to his food. ✬✬✬✬✬✬✬ MASON'S ROOM★ Skyler stood with her arms folded under her chest while Mason paced back and forth until a knock sounded on his door. "Come in," he said, and a slim, tall man with no muscles stepped in. He was known as the butler of the old man. "Mr. Mason, your grandfather asked me to give you this contract to sign," he said with a British accent. As they talked, Skyler just watched them. "Pen?" Mason asked, and the butler handed him one. He went through the contract and began signing. When he was done, he gave the document back to the butler. "Good night, sir," the butler said before leaving. Mason turned to see Skyler staring at him and raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn’t we talk about this marriage?" she asked. "What exactly do you want to talk about?" he asked back. "You said you’d help me get revenge on my ex, and I’d help you get a company, which you just did. So what are you doing for me?" She folded her arms under her chest. "Your ex works at Glamorous Designs too?" he asked, and she nodded. "Then how do you think he’ll feel when he finds out you’re married to Mason Delgado— the hidden billionaire and public figure everyone in the fashion industry has been searching for?" he asked again. Skyler began thinking. Felix had always wanted to meet the Delgado family because he admired them and wanted to get in their good books to boost his career. He would be so shocked to see her already connected with the Delgados. "So... will you reveal yourself to the world?" she asked. "Soon," he nodded. "Alright," Skyler said, walking over to the couch at the side of the room. "I think the couch is just big enough for me to sleep on. You can have your bed to yourself," she muttered. "Nonsense. Here," he walked toward the bed and began arranging pillows in the center, dividing it into two. "I’ll sleep on this side, and you will sleep there. Just remember— I have no problem unless you jump on me," he said. "You’re so full of yourself. Rest assured, I won’t jump on you," Skyler rolled her eyes before lying down on her side. "I hope you’re not afraid of the dark or have nightmares at night?" Mason asked while walking toward the lamp. "Just turn it off," Skyler rolled her eyes, and he turned it off. When darkness settled, she felt the bed shift as he got on it, and she sighed silently. What was happening? What was she doing? These thoughts ran through her head before she finally closed her eyes. The next morning, Mason stirred awake, disturbed by the ringing of a phone. He opened his eyes only to see a slim leg wrapped around his waist and slim arms draped over his neck. He blinked twice before gently pushing them away. Turning to his side, he grabbed his phone. It was Linda calling. He rolled his eyes and answered. "Darling, I’m really sorry. I wanted to come yesterday, but I got a call from Super Bang Studio. They needed me to model for their new bikini, and you know I’ve always wanted to—" "We’re done. Don’t look for me in the future," he cut her off before she could finish blabbering and hung up. "And... blocked," he muttered, blocking her number.